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How Bruno Madrigal Takes Care of You When You’re Sick
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✩ A/N: literally obsessed with this man it's not even funny ✩
When Bruno finds out you’re sick, he immediately goes into caretaker mode. The love of his life is sick! He can’t have that!
He sits you down in your bed or on the couch—wherever you’re the most comfortable—and wraps you up in his ruana like a blanket. Bruno cuddles you up with an old stuffed animal of his and his rats scurry up to sit on your pillow sweetly.
If you’re hungry, he’ll run downstairs to cook you whatever you want. He’s not very good at it and the final product is a little sloppy, but Bruno made it for you and that’s what matters. When he brings up your food, he hands it to you with a kiss on your forehead.
Bruno will sit next to you and stroke your forehead with the pads of his fingers, doing his best to soothe you. He knows how uncomfortable having a fever is.
“You know, mi vida, my mami used to sing me a song when I was sick,” he whispers, pressing the back of his hand against your forehead to check your fever. “I can’t sing,” he giggles to himself, “But I can tell you stories if you like. I’m good at those.”
He proceeds to act out cheesy telenovelas for you, hoping to make you laugh. Jorge and Hernando appear in all of them since he knows how much you enjoy those two.
Bruno spends all day with you, never leaving your side until you’re feeling better. He wants to ensure that you have everything you could possibly need. The love Bruno has for you is insane, you’re the most precious part of his life.
When you’re feeling better again, Bruno gives you a big kiss, making up for all the ones he couldn’t give you before.
Misc. Romantic Headcanons with Bruno Madrigal and Camilo Madrigal
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✩ Warnings: gender-neutral reader, parts of it are sorta modern au? ✩
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✩ Length: 1.8k || Read on Ao3 ✩
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✩ A/N: howdy :) don’t mind me, i’ll just leave this here :) ✩
Bruno plays dating simulators on his laptop. You walk in on him one day while he’s in the middle of playing, and he screams.
On the topic of video games, he really enjoys horror genre games, but purely for the drama. Not because it actually scares him. Bruno tries to watch Five Nights at Freddy’s, but he finds it so boring that he falls asleep halfway through the playthrough.
Considering he’s spent ten years alone between the walls, Bruno is clingy when he has you all to himself. You’ll be cuddling with him in his hammock, and Bruno has his arms wrapped around your waist, his head nuzzled into the crook of your neck, sound asleep. Or, he’ll be the little spoon, pulling your arms up around his shoulders so he can snuggle you.
In the privacy of his room/the walls, he loves to kiss you slowly, like he has all of the time in the world. He holds your face in his hands, and he pulls you closer to him by the back of your neck. Whenever he tilts his head, his nose bumps against your cheek, which makes you giggle every time he does it.
Bruno’s love language is quality time, acts of service, and physical touch. He likes to combine quality time and physical touch together by taking you out on dates in town and surprising you with movie nights. For movie nights, he sets up a big projector and a white sheet to display your favorite movie on. He makes popcorn and fills his arms with bags of your favorite types of candy. Bruno fluffs all of his pillows and makes everything as warm and comfy as he possibly can for you.
As for acts of service, he’s very similar to Camilo. He’ll make you breakfast in bed, goes grocery shopping for you when you’re tired, and he even will take out the trash for you when it’s cold outside. Bruno loves to take care of you; it makes him feel like he’s being a good boyfriend.
Bruno’s favorite place to kiss you is your forehead then your nose, in that order. Sometimes, he’ll kiss a line down the bridge of your nose and down to your lips. He’ll hold your face with both of his hands, using his thumbs to stroke your cheekbones. All Madrigal men have a thing for staring into your eyes, no exceptions.
When he brings you home for dinner the first time, Abuela nearly has a heart attack, she’s so happy. Finally! Her Brunito is getting himself out there! Bringing someone home for dinner is like the equivalent of a marriage proposal.
Bruno introduces you to his family as they were helping prepare for dinner. “Mami, everyone, this is ___. Everyone, this is ___.”
You wave hello to them, smiling. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”
His family quickly clears and sets a spot for you at the table, right next to Bruno and Abuela. Everyone is super excited to get to know you, especially Mirabel, Julieta, and Pepa. They all know how awkward and shy Bruno is, so they want to know all they can about how you two became a thing.
“So, ___, where did you and tio Bruno first meet?” Mirabel asks, her chin resting in the palm of her hand.
The question draws a chuckle from you, a smirk drawing across your face. The story of how you two met is an embarrassing one, at least for him, it is. “I was in the town square, trying to decide where to eat for lunch when I saw Bruno across the street struggling to carry what looked like fifty grocery bags full of stuff.” you glance over at Bruno, who was twirling strands of his hair around his fingers. “So instead of stopping for lunch, I helped your tio with his errands.”
“Did you ever get something to eat, though?”
“I took them out for dinner afterward to say thank you,” Bruno interjected, reaching for your hand underneath the table.
This time, it was Camilo who piped up. “But what was the embarrassing part, tio?”
Bruno ran a hand through his hair. “Well, when I went to give them a hug after I walked them home, one of my rats crawled into their hair. They screamed so loud ’cause lil’ Hana here scared them,” he coos to Hana, who was sitting on his shoulder sweetly.
Abuela finds the story super endearing, seeing how wide Bruno smiles when he tells his part. After dinner is over, Abuela invites you over again the next day for lunch. Bruno is over the moon that his mother likes you so much that he kisses you when he opens the front door to let you in. At this point, he didn’t really care if any of his family saw him. He’s in love with you, and he doesn’t care who sees.
Now it’s Camilo’s turn to be hopelessly in love. Whenever he sees you, the poor boy gets weak in the knees, and butterflies start flying around in his tummy.
He likes to have his hands on your hips so he can pull you close to his chest and kiss you. It makes him feel super duper romantic and attractive.
Camilo’s ideal date without going anywhere is baking. He will bake with you all day long. He’ll be mixing the dry ingredients together while you mix the wet ingredients together next to him. Cami turns to look at you, your tongue sticking out a smidge as you concentrate. “Hey, mi vida, come here for a minute,” Cami asks you sweetly, hands behind his back.
“Yeah, mi amo—”
Cami cut you off with a faceful of flour, a giant smirk plastered across his face. Flour was all over your hair and clothes, making you look like an old person. You shriek and giggle, trying to wipe the flour off of your face. “Camilo!” You grab the bag of powdered sugar and dump it over his head, a conniving grin on your face.
His shoulders scrunch up all the way to his chin, squealing. “Mi vida, mi vida!” Cami runs a hand through his hair, trying to shake out all of the sugar. “You’re so evil!”
“Hey, fair is fair! You started it!”
“Oh you little—” Cami pulls you to his chest by your shoulders to give you a noogie, the flour in your hair flying in the air and getting all over Camilo’s ruana.
That’s how baking with Camilo tends to end up every time. You’re both covered in something, the entire kitchen is a mess, and at least one thing has caught fire. But in the end, whatever you two were making ends up pretty tasty!!
When Cami’s nervous, he’ll pace around his room and pick at his lips. To help him break the habit of picking his lips, whenever you catch him doing it, you give him a kiss. Since Cami’s a little adorable shit, he purposely picks his lips when he knows you’re watching so he can get kisses.
Weekly spa nights are MANDATORY when you’re dating Cami. It’s one of his most favorite things to do with you. He has a drawer full of different kinds of face masks and scrubs for you guys to use. Every spa night has a different theme to it, too. Last week’s theme was to dress up in costumes, so this week’s theme is careers. You come dressed as a pizza maker, and Camilo is dressed as a carpenter. He even has a yellow hard hat!!
Cami goes all out for his spa day with you. He cuts up a bowl of cucumbers for your eyes, lights vanilla-scented candles, washes his sheets so they’re fluffy, and puts up a ‘do not disturb’ sign on his door so his mother or anyone else won’t bother you. Cami puts a big platter of snack foods together, various bowls of fruit, and a plate of cheese and lunchmeats. He sets out fun cloth spa headbands, too!! His is yellow with a bow on it, and yours is pink with floppy bunny ears. Cami already has his curly hair pulled back in a bun, so the headband keeps the little flyaways and loose strands of hair out of his face.
You both sit on the bathroom floor, painting mud masks on each other while quiet music plays in the background. You have to push the bowl of cucumbers out of Cami’s reach before he eats all of them. He tries his hardest not to make you both giggle, not wanting to have your mud masks crack and ruin.
After he finishes putting yours on, he moves the festivities back to his bedroom. You lay down on his bed with him, cucumbers on your eyes. Cami’s hands are behind his head, giving you space to cuddle up to him underneath his arm. He lays the snack platter across his lap, reaching down to grab a piece of cheese every once and a while.
Once the masks come off, Cami straddles your waist and adjusts your headband before using different face scrubs and moisturizers on you. It’s so relaxing that you almost fall asleep while he’s doing it. “Mmm, mi corazón, you’re falling asleep on me,” Cami coos, stroking the side of your face with the pads of his fingers. All you do is groan at him, not wanting to open your eyes. “Mi vida, darling, open your pretty eyes for me, c’mon.”
You finally open your eyes, gazing up at his smiling face. “Hey, Cami.”
“Aww, hey there, cariño. Having fun?”
You nod, reaching up to wrap your arms around his neck. “Mhmm. You’re very relaxing.” You wiggle underneath him, getting as close as you possibly could without pulling him flat on top of you.
Cami chuckles softly, staring at you lovingly. “Te quiero mucho, mi vida,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss you softly. “You taste like strawberries.” He thumbs your bottom lip gently before kissing you again. Camilo presses the palms of his hands on either side of your head, effectively caging you in.
The spa day was put on halt for a few minutes as the two of you made out, the only thing on your minds being each other. It was a good break, letting you two relax even further. Maybe making out should be a recurring activity on spa days.
The rest of the evening is spent making out and laying around on Camilo’s bed. He relights the candles when they flicker out and refills the drinks on his nightstand, and puts all of the self-care products back in his bathroom cabinets. Cami pulls the covers of his bed back, motioning for you to crawl underneath them. He gets in behind you, pulling the blankets up to your shoulders. Cami wraps his arms around your waist, tucking your face into the crook of his neck.
“Buenas noches, mi vida,” he hums, kissing your forehead.
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Misc. Romantic Headcanons with Camilo Madrigal
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✩ Warnings: gender-neutral reader ✩
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✩ Length: 1.2k || Read on Ao3 ✩
✩ A/N: hey i love you and i love Camisole here you go <3 expect a part 2 soon ✩
Camilo is singlehandedly the most clingy boyfriend you’ve ever met. He refuses to let go of your hand. Doesn’t matter where you are. You’re holding his hand, and you’re gonna have to deal with it. When Cami has something he wants to show you, he laces your fingers together and pulls you along.
Kisses. Kisses all day, every day, constantly. Nose kisses, forehead kisses, kisses on the back of your hand, kisses up your arm like Gomez from Addams Family. Camilo gets the last one from his father, who does the same thing to Pepa.
Camilo’s love language is physical touch and acts of service. He makes the bed in the morning, makes you breakfast, even does some of your chores for you if he has time. At dinner, he sets a place for you next to him at the dinner table so he has an excuse to a) constantly bump your hand when he passes you stuff, and b) so he can easily press his leg against yours underneath the table.
He lets you wear his ruana!!!! He sees you shivering one day when you forgot to bring a jacket, so he slips his off and puts it on you. Cami wraps you up like a lil’ burrito <3 He also uses it as an excuse to hug you from behind.
One day, Cami finally convinces you to have a sleepover with him, so he plans the entire day with cute, couple-y things to do. The day begins with breakfast with his family, then right after he speeds through his chores, he takes you on a walk through the forests surrounding Encanto. Camilo leads you to a secluded spot where he had an entire picnic already set up, a wicker basket chock full of his tía Juliet’s arepas, empanadas, and other various snack foods she decided to pack for you two.
While you were eating, Cam notices that you had gotten food on your face; so being the little romantic devil that he is, instead of simply telling you about it, he kisses it off of your cheek. He loves how flustered you get when he does it <3
The rest of the day consists of Cami dragging you around town shopping and watching people perform in the town square. When the sun starts to set, Cam brings you back to Casita, where Isabella was waiting for him with a smirk on her face.
“You having fun, loverboy?” she teases him.
“Isa, shut the fUCK UP—”
When you actually do get to the sleepover part of your day, Camilo is all over you once he gets you inside his room. If you think he’s glued to your hip when you’re out in public together, you won’t believe how glued to you he is in private. Cam’s hands cup your cheeks when he kisses you, the pads of his thumbs stroking your cheekbones. He doesn’t go past aggressive make-out sessions, however. Mostly because he doesn’t want to rush the relationship, not wanting to push your boundaries.
Camilo is so lovesick, it’s disgusting. He literally looks like a cartoon character with heart eyes. When he hasn’t seen you in a while, he pushes the food around on his plate because he’s too caught up in his own head thinking about you. Abuela thought he was sick, so she asked Julieta to cook him something but, Dolores spills the beans about his crush on you.
Now, the whole family is invested in Camilo’s crush/relationship with you. Even Casita is in on it. Whenever you come over, Casita moves the tiles so you’re now standing directly in front of Cami. Like, nose to nose, can feel his breath on your skin, kind of close. It makes Cami super duper flustered, which is a wonderful bonus. Whenever Casita does it, you simply kiss Camilo on the nose and smile at him.
Dolores tells you all about Camilo, even things he thought no one knew about. Like how his heart beats really fast when you’re around, or how his palms get really sweaty when he’s waiting for you to arrive. Or how he paces around his room at night when he’s nervous.
Dolores loves to tease her younger brother about you, elbowing him in the side with a knowing smirk. At dinners, she’ll purposely bring up embarrassing things that Cami’s done, just to see him grow flustered and hide behind his hands, pulling his hair down in front of his eyes. Specifically, embarrassing things that he’s done because you were around. One time, he saw you shopping on your own in town and he stared at you instead of looking where he was going. He ran right into a wall, causing his gift to glitch, making him look fish-eyed.
Camilo loves to entertain you with his gift! He enjoys shapeshifting into people and putting on little skits to make you laugh.
“Hey, mi vida?” he asks, his head cocked to one side.
“Yeah?”
“Who’s your favorite person?”
You didn’t even have to think about it before replying, the answer obvious. “My favorite person is you, silly.”
Cami asked you who your favorite person was so he could shift into them to use them in a skit, so he wasn’t expecting you to reply with such a sweet answer. It made him feel all soft and mushy on the inside, almost as if he was going to melt into a puddle right then and there. Camilo moves to sit on your lap, his arms wrapping around your neck. “Mmm, cariño,” he groans, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck. “Te amo tanto, mi vida.”
He’s so genuinely in love with you it’s not even funny. In the big foyer of Casita, he’ll teach you how to dance if you don’t already know how. Even if you do know how to dance, he’ll show you new moves he’s made up recently, or he’ll just opt to sway around with you like a slow dance. Camilo stares at you unabashedly when you’re looking down at your feet as you try to match his footsteps, only looking away when you catch him staring. Once you get the hang of it, Cami’ll spin then dip you, allowing him to smirk and kiss you like the romantic he is.
It’s always either early in the morning before everyone else is awake, or later at night when the sun is setting when he dances with you. He chooses those times specifically since he loves the way the rising/setting sun washes over your pretty features. And it’s typically when most of his family is out of the house, giving you two some alone time together outside of his room.
Camilo will fall asleep in your lap sometimes when you two’re snuggling together. At first, it starts off with him resting his head on your shoulder before it eventually evolves into him sliding down enough for his head to fall into your lap. You always run your hands through his soft, curly, golden-brown hair. Whenever you do, a smile appears on his face, even when he’s sound asleep. You keep a hand free, so you’re able to trace the soft curves of his face, the pads of your fingers running back and forth over the bridge of his nose and over his eyebrows.
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